C1174 Don't Use Forbidden Pill

Qin Ming's punch hadn't struck the blade head-on but had instead landed a glancing blow on the sword's body, nicking himself on the blade in the process.

It was a Ninth Grade Sword, after all. No matter how tough Qin Ming's fist might be, he wouldn't claim it matched the hardness of that sword.

"I can beat you even with my hands tied!"

With his fist clenched